Come my love, my princess true
Hold my heart against the night
All my worth revealed in you
Dance with me till dawning light
And as we, too bright and bold,
Now to yield the silver bands
Dark the year to winter's hold
And the Mists to other hands
Time will write another page
Hearth and home will winter take
Each new prize will pass with age
Love: a crown they cannot break
I who won for you this land
Soon to part for princes new
In this last act, I give my hand
Athelisia, my love to you
Written for Mists Fall Investiture, Outgoing Royalty:
"Chad's request was very simple. "Write something for my lady."
"Okay." -- Margrethe Astrid Ravn
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